I feel stretched

This fine evening far apart from the ones scribed here earlier and yet again I found myself heavy with regret of things not done, others unsaid. To this very day there had been a struggle within me, fighting to keep this heavy burden hidden, out of mind.

A burden which seems light to the beholder but heavy to the carrier, there is a process I find necessary to undergo, but this is the dilemma; I do not even dare to guess what that process would be. I had been callous for quite some time and now the skin is broken yet again.
I feel strong winds, hot from fury, moist from stagnation, cold from fear. These winds beat my raw sensitive hide which I had only artificially and hastily protected.

Cauterizing the wound with closure would help in this situation I am stuck in, but I am a coward and will not seek this road. I fear the outcome of a confrontation, which this cauterization requires, it is neglect which I will choose as my shield, my now developed traits of character do not allow me for actions with bravado, there is nothing but covardice and neglicense left as my sword and shield.

God, won't someone help me?

2011 Edit: GOOD GOD HOW TEDIOUS IS THE DRIBBLE WHAT I'VE LET YOU PEOPLE READ!
2012 Edit: Nope, this text is shit, even now. :D